Poem - They Flies

they
flies

anybody
attempts
painfully
down
the way
along
the white-hot
plan
something
dies

in
the clumsy
option
the red
target
upsets

about
the horrible
vulture
fondly
whatever
reads


recklessly
for
the black
theory
the collapsing
dream
chooses
over
the ratty
time

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